Food.. Does maté count?
Shelter.. A place to sit on the front steps
Wifi.. Library is a guarantee
Faire days are over (for J-man and me) and now we are back in the car and and on the streets of the Keys.
J-man quit his position and it wasn't taken well by some, so he was told to leave and I chose to as well. Some choice words were said to me that made me realise how easy it is to follow, to slip into a pattern, even if it feels like a liberated situation. What felt and appeared to be a branch off of social norm was a mere copy of structure in a different looking form. Same problems, social topics, addictions, habits, but in a personally attractive skin seems less harmful.. Feeling unhappiness or saying no to a command from someone is a clue that somethings wrong, but when things look so different... Why.. Constant vigilance. J-man is very admirable for always pushing this and also abiding by it. That's where I'm at right now in my processing, but I've got more fog still.
My focus now is to realise that every day doesn't have to have an overreaching goal, and I'm maybe learning how to relax? To go with whatever is happening. I'm not sure I've formed any goals yet.
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